27.10.10

Went for a gallery and bookstore stroll yesterdayafternoon - here´s something I saw...

Works by Uli Fischer, at art of textiles gallery,which he calls "textile objects" - made with frayedand stained vintage fabrics on canvas - like silks fromJapan and China (part of a Kimono on the right)...

24.10.10

21.10.10

...but November´s at the door here in Berlin already,knocking with a heavy fist...

The Berry Blues Pack has been marked as sold outfor a while, but I did have some dyed fabrics left,so I packaged a few more - and I have that piece ofvine leaves silk from Monday in the shop, too...

"O hushed October morning mild, Thy leaves have ripened to the fall; To-morrow's wind, if it be wild, Should waste them all. The crows above the forest call; To-morrow they may form and go. O hushed October morning mild, Begin the hours of this day slow, Make the day seem to us less brief. Hearts not averse to being beguiled, Beguile us in the way you know; Release one leaf at break of day; At noon release another leaf; One from our trees, one far away; Retard the sun with gentle mist; Enchant the land with amethyst. Slow, slow! For the grapes' sake, if they were all, Whose leaves already are burnt with frost, Whose clustered fruit must else be lost— For the grapes' sake along the wall."

(Robert Frost: October)

Wouldn´t have minded beginning the hours ofthis hushed October day (as any day´s) slow, slow,slow - but the leaf blowers were in full ugly action...There´s some refuge at least for the chestnut leaveson the balcony, before tomorrow´s wind shall wastethem all...

15.10.10

I´ve been showing these already, as two separatemixed-media collages - but then I reconsidered...

... and connected them into one piece.

It´s made with pages from an old Robert Frostpaperback, and a blotch drawing.I can see her saying these lines (to herself):Then I arose and silently wandered home,And I for oneSaid that the fall might come and whirl of leaves,For summer was done...

And here is another one I made, folding into akind of booklet - with a blotch female figure, too...

... which, from the back, looks rather like a malefigure...

I´m in the habit of picking up hand written slipsof paper I spot in the street, and have accumulatedquite a collection by now, so I decided to startusing some of it...

10.10.10

... and about how pleasantly paper ages - the rowof small mixed-medias is hanging there on thekitchen wall for almost a year, and I still enjoylooking at them, watching how they slowly yellowfurther, and wither...

7.10.10

As I mentioned before, some weeks ago a friendlyBerlin reader offered to send me chokeberries (Apfelbeeren) from her garden...

Mauve, again...?! No, it only looks like that untillwashed - which suited me fine ("blue is the only colourI feel comfortable with", Franz Marc said)...

I dipped some stuffed hearts in the liquid, though,to keep that shade...

Here are two portions of chokeberry grey (dyedin exhausted brew), spot dipped in a fresher one -unwashed on the left, washed on the right...

And here´s a nice land(moon?)scape (finished state)...

Could have gotten darker blues out of them(still have some more of the berries left in thefridge), but I liked the gentle, faded shades better -they go very nicely with the soft, timeworn cottonsI used...

A Berry Blues Pack, a Berry Clouds Pack and aOctober Silk Pack will be in the shop later thisafternoon, together with some Mixed-media...

5.10.10

Remember the WAY longcloth? It has been sleepingin a basket in a dark (and dusty) corner sinceearly spring - but last week all of a sudden Inoticed it yawning and stretching...Makes sense to work on it again.

"Hope is not the conviction that something willturn out well but the certainty that somethingmakes sense, regardless of how it turns out."